Page 62 of Last Chance


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She stepped into the kitchen and took stock of the scene: Alexa and Julia standing off to the side, smiling, while Ronan and Nick clapped their hands on the back of a tall, athletically builtman.

He wore faded jeans and a gray Henley, tattoos creeping out of the shirt and up his neck. A cluster of leather and rope congregated around his throat, a Buddha pendant nestled together with something that looked like the deity Ganesha. His wrists were ringed with the same combination of rope and leather, his hands rough andcalloused.

Her eyes traveled to his face, his chin obscured by a beard, his skin tan. Her heart stuttered when his eyes met hers — blue like Ronan and Declan’s, but lighter somehow, like the things they’d seen had clarified hisvision.

His eyes locked on hers for what felt like a longtime.

Toolong.

Ronan turned to Julia. “This is my wife, Julia, and our son, John Thomas. Julia, this is my brother,Finn.”

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